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Quiet Days - AlphaDidAlotOfThings



One day, a fantasy obsessed good for nothing student wakes up with everyone gone, and his body seemingly replaced with a ponies. Now, it's up to him to save and restore humanity.

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Day 60-64, Days Of Bliss. (2)

July 21th, 2015

Dear Journal,

Since my birthdays come and gone now, am I really a kid anymore? I'm an adult now! A young one at least…

Alyssa's still older than me though… Her birthday was actually a couple days before all this happened. Imagine your birthday being literal days before the end of the world.

And I still haven't gotten any taller…

Okay, I'll be upfront and honest with you and say I lied about not being "that short." My height was about 150cm I think…? So, yeah…

I'm tiny compared to everyone else. You took my gender the least you could've done was make me a little bit taller, whoever/whatever did this!

Old me would probably freak out if he saw me, in a good way. He probably wouldn't believe me if I told him I was him from the future though.

Speaking of, I haven't had a weird vision or dream in a while. That's such a useless power, having visions of the future but they're so weirdly inconsistent you can't even take advantage of them.

I'm gonna take it as a good thing though since they usually only happen when something bad is about to happen.

What could that weird lady be counting on me and Alex for…? Hmm…

Okay, okay I'll get back on track. Today was another uneventful day, I'm guessing it's gonna be like that for a while. Thank the gods.

The HPI have been awfully quiet though… It's got me kinda worried actually, what are they planning…?

Them aside. I'll try to enjoy this peace while it lasts.

I tried flying again today, it went slightly better than last time. I still barely know how to land though.

I have a theory, maybe my magics connected to my emotions. That's why when I saw myself getting slightly higher than usual on that I flew good, because I was determined.

Then on that other day when I felt bad, I flew well, bad.

Why would flying be magic though…? Ugh, this is so weird…

Why couldn't I get something cool, like the ability to shoot fire out of my hooves?

I'll probably try to teach Sky how to fly again, if she y'know still can't. I wonder how that groups doing…. We should visit them again.

Blake knows how to "fly" just barely though.

Guess I'm the only capable pegasus in the world then. That also means I'll have to teach the others if they don't learn on their own…

Great… It's not that I don't want to. It's just hard… Plus I barely even know how to fly myself.

Never thought I would see the day where I worry about teaching ponies how to fly… There's another thing that past me wouldn't believe.

Nothing else to report so as always, this is Emile or Bliss, bye!

Seriously, what name do I use?

- Bliss


July 22th, 2015

Dear Journal,

I went outside today just to see Alyssa and Madeline doing some kind of combat training, like they were straight up sparring.

I dunno if they teach you martial arts in the police force, I would google it if y'know that still existed by goddamn, Madeline's good.

She might be sweet and kind hearted but she's definitely not someone you should mess with.

I feel like Alyssa's "normal" pony strength helped her out a bit, she was still pretty good herself though.

I dunno, I'm not a martial arts master.

I actually wanted to learn karate before all of this, I never got around to actually doing it though.

I probably wouldn't be very good at it, especially not now with how small and fragile I am. Curse you, pony body!

I was messing around with the radio today, and I think I turned to one of the emergency channels. And

It's not like the other messages, this one's different. And uhhh...

It sounds like morse code…

None of us know morse so I don't know if we'll be able to translate it…

I don't think this one was made by the same person as the other ones, or by the HPI even.

Hmm…

Are there more people than just us out there…? I wonder how many people are truly left in the world…

But as always this is Emile/Bliss signing off, peace.

- Emile


July 23th, 2015

Dear Journal,

Days are normal, not much to report.

I just wanted to get some things off my mind.

About more people out there, there probably are. The world's big, it would be weird if there were only 11 ponies left on it.

I don't think everyone's dead. We've been finding survivors at a pretty steady rate. Whatever or Whoever did this to us is bringing people back, like they're in some kind of limbo.

So, because of that maybe one day- No. I need to stop being so down all the time! I will meet my mother again, no matter what!

I have a couple theories on what caused this.

Maybe, this is all some weird simulation set up by the government to test people for some super secret project! No, that's stupid.

Oh, I got a better one! Maybe this is all apart of a prophecy of sorts, where humanity dies and it's all up to two heroes chosen by fate to save them!

Hark, for me and Alex are those said heroes! We're like Lif and Lifthrasir, the two sole survivors of ragnarok… (No, I'm not counting Alyssa.)

Alright, I'm sorry for getting stupid there. And being a little childish. That's just how I am though, when you're friends with me that's just what you gotta put up with, uh whoever's reading this…

I did some more sewing today and made myself a little shirt. I think it's safe to say that I'm at least a decent tailor now.

Knitting and crochet are another story though… Yeah, I'm still not good at those.

Flying went okay, I'm getting better at it just steadily. Alyssas trying her best to cheer me on, as always.

I'm still conflicted on what name to use…

Y'know, I might not know a lot, or who I even am really, but there's one thing I know for certain. I'm me, and me alone.

Nothing will change that.

Bliss, Emile, Whatever.

- Emile


July 24th, 2015

Dear Journal,

Instead of just lying around and complaining about being bored, I actually decided to do something.

I made Madeline spar with me like she did with Alyssa and uh, she absolutely beat my ass.

Geez, lady you barely know how to even run and you're up here beating the crap out of people like it's nothing. Calm down. I blame it on that normal pony strength of hers. (Seriously, why do they have that…?)

I still barely know how to fight, even like this.

Apparently, Madeline learned a couple of things like karate when she was younger so she could "Protect herself and others."

Maybe I should get her to teach me….

I don't know alot about this kinda stuff but how should we rework human martial arts for ponies? I'll help Madeline with that later.

I could ask Blake about it, he knows a lot, he's pretty much like a walking encyclopedia. I doubt someone as antisocial as him would know anything about martial arts though.

After that I went with a little trot with Minnie, just because I can. We're still the only ones who can gallop at a decent level. Madeline can walk pretty fine now, she isn't good at running though. Blakes in a weird middle level, he knows how to canter but still isn't quite at galloping yet.

And Alyssa and John… They should know how by now. I haven't seen them try yet though.

We had a little race during that, I was in the lead with Minnie far behind me all I had to do was get back home to the finish line and…

Minuette won.

Why does she always one up me at everything… I should've just flew the rest of the way.

I tuned into the radio today and the message is different today. The last one sounded like some kind of distress signal except slightly different.

I have no idea what this one is.

I should ask Joseph if he can translate these, he might know something about morse code being the big computer nerd he is.

Not much else happened today so, as always this is Emile or Bliss if you prefer that, goodbye.

I really should just pick one though…

- Bliss

Author's Note:

This morse code in this is an actual message.

If it isn't then uh, oopsie.

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